[ hearing those words while cyno looks him directly in the eye - it effects him deeply, and cyno will feel tighnari's cock twitch against his palm, and hear his breath rush quickly, heat rising to his cheeks, flushing into his ears. his imagination is quite good, it's easy for him to imagine it in his mind's eye, to see cyno, flung beautifully back against his bed, coming against his own palm, tighnari's name on his tongue.
pitching forward, tighnari touches their brows together, while his hand dives down the front of cyno's shorts at last, squeezing his cock, feeling the weight of it against his palm. he feels so good, warm and heavy and silky, and tighnari's fingers explore him freely, learning the shape of him, his thumb swiping over cyno's tip. ]
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[ hearing those words while cyno looks him directly in the eye - it effects him deeply, and cyno will feel tighnari's cock twitch against his palm, and hear his breath rush quickly, heat rising to his cheeks, flushing into his ears. his imagination is quite good, it's easy for him to imagine it in his mind's eye, to see cyno, flung beautifully back against his bed, coming against his own palm, tighnari's name on his tongue.
pitching forward, tighnari touches their brows together, while his hand dives down the front of cyno's shorts at last, squeezing his cock, feeling the weight of it against his palm. he feels so good, warm and heavy and silky, and tighnari's fingers explore him freely, learning the shape of him, his thumb swiping over cyno's tip. ]
You don't have to think about it, now. I'm here.